I will take you where. Where your shadow. Your shadow cannot go. Come and take me where. Where my shadow. My shadow cannot go. . I'll follow you. I'll follow you.
Um filme sem final feliz. Cenas que nunca chegam ao fim. Um jeito simples de poder te explicar. Tudo o que existe em mim. Fiz dos meus erros um lugar melhor.
Read the Hatred deep wiothin my eyes and bow to me,. Pain is my reward I become majesty,. He turned water into wine, I yurn wine into flesh,. He animates the dead I make the scream out their rage,.
Mil novecentos e noventa e sete. Novembro, ainda me lembro. Era fim de ano, eu no tinha nada e voc, um novo emprego. Foi quando tudo aconteceu. . A vida era difcil mas juntos tudo estava bem.
Its in your eyes. The look of certainty. The look of apathy. Its in your eyes. . Im not so sure that we have nothing to lose. Should have held this closer.
Devine sermons - the immortal tissues of lies. Empty threats - no purgetory no demise. the holy scripture is burning in his hand. Turn of the century will be religions end.
Your shame that you feel as a knife stabbed. (after os many years of failure and remorse). Never left your holy mind and it's been growing in strength.
(All your secrets). (All your disillusion). (How far down will you go?). (Hide in silence). (Break communication). (How far down will you go?). . (Hide).
Don't run away form the spiritual pain,. Always exalt me down in your heart,. You will breathe my war and join my hordes,. Where spirits hold the ancient force,.
Your eyes caught me from across the room. You've always had away with looks. Your eyes, they tear through me. They tear through me and leave me to wish.
They're only scared of their god's reprimand. Brave nights the purest among the pure. Exterminate those who don't trust the cross. Repeople lands that were conquered....
Can you feel the tension?. Have you heard the voices of the lost?. Churning up the fire. To reach the dark side of you. . When the walls decide to close in.
Your boat lies. On choppy seas as the waves crash down. Spilling over the side. Like holy water. A chance to purify. To wash away the fight. To reconcile with everyone you've failed.
PRAISE SATAN!. . Masters from the bottom of hell. Goats that butt the heavens with thier horns. Evil knights and nasty dwarfs. All they are waiting for your fucking corpse.
Now Im running out of reasons. And I spoke too soon. The clock weighs on the counter top. And everything is sinking through the floor. . You hold the door.
In this sadness we rot. In the graveyard of immortals. We're reborn, we've seen the light. Of the mourning sun-rise!. Hold the curse of mortality. Death comes down on the flesh.
We stand tired and tested. Our hearts resurrected. One truth this is what we live and die for. . We fight with conviction. No time for excuses. One life it's our only chance.
Hanging on the cross with pecked eyes. Monstrously deformed, feeling breath of demise. Wearing a crown of disgrace. Dying line common thief, divoid of respect.
Angelus is dead god is scared. Your faith is broken, your hope is left behind. The barrel you feel stuck to your head. Reminds you, that its now your turn to go and die.